ONE TIME

[Intro: Lil Yachty]

Bitch

Bitch

Stupid (Womp, womp)

Look (Womp, womp)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty & Camo!]

If it's worth somethin' (Womp), I'll pay for it (Womp)

I'll slay for it, baby (Womp), yeah, take for it, uh (Womp)

Fuckin' up a sack, real Qua' boys (Womp)

Fuckin' up my rims, fuck it, pay for it (Womp)

Poppin' a X, it's gettin' wild (Womp), yeah, wait for it (Womp)

Wait for it (Womp), wait for it (Womp)

I-T-S-U-S, I'm finna go break the bank for it (Womp)

All that askin' what it costs, dog, you can't afford it (Womp)

I be tweakin', she get wet, she gon' wait for me (Womp)

Wait for it (Womp), wait for it (Womp)

All this gold up on my neck, it's a sunshine (Womp)

Heard my name said on a app, fuck it, one time (Womp)

Yeah, yeah, one time (Womp), huh, huh, one time, yeah (Womp)

Fuck it, one time (Womp), fuck it, one time (Womp)

Told her bring that pussy back, that shit fun-sized (Womp)

I-T-U-S on the map, make her cum now (Womp)

Everything big (What?), everything Chrome (Yeah), I don't wear Rick (Yeah)

I don't really wanna fuck, put your mouth on it

What's that sittin' up on your wrist? It's a house on it (Hoo, hoo, hoo)

It's a house on it (What?), it's a house on it (What?)

Turn the lights off, Pine-Sol, fresh nigga (Yeah)

It's your current bitch, your next bitch, your ex too (Yeah)

Flew my UK bitch, she gangster, rockin' Tech suits (Ho, ho)

Tech suits (Ho, ho), Tech suits (Ho, ho)

Mini Kellys (Ho, ho), bad and bougie (Ho, ho)

Like Shedeur, I put my wrist up, it's ice time (Yeah, what?)

Birkin bag for a bitch (Yeah), killed a python (Yeah, ho)

[Verse 2: Camo!]

Yeah, yeah (IPS)

Yeah, come through like a lean spill, these nigga better clean they act up (Yeah)

Turn up in the full, like a school lunch, get packed up (Frrt, frrt, frrt)

Sippin' purple stuff, my whole clique purple badged up (Yeah, yeah)

You're a millionaire, but drive a Honda, doesn't add up

He's a lil' boy to me, I'll fuck around, beat his dad up (Yeah, yeah)

I don't wanna do no friendly bettin', put some cash up

I popped a BlueChew, fucked a bitch and got my cash up (Yeah, yeah)

Online and broke, losers niggas you attached to

I'm over in my own lane, that's probably why I passed you

Real solid nigga, what I look like, a bitch, dog?

We fall out, I'll never go on internet and bash you (Solid nigga)

Real player, P, I give a fuck 'bout your last dude

Calm down, bitch, you answerin' questions I ain't asked you (What the fuck?)

I done did so much for all my niggas, lot of gratitude

Who else you know hop out the truck and bitches hold your bag for you? (Yeah, facts)

[Verse 3: DC2Trill & Veeze]

Boat, it's time to get high, let's change the altitude

I'ma unblock this bitch, she changed her attitude

Patty-cake, with the matted face, you ain't got this, do it?

The best batch I had made, I put my sock into it

I put my toes in it

Any time you see me with pop, it got some fours in it

I go pops, bang-bang, he got his soul lifted

Twenty-two baby bottles, we ain't got no children

All my haters and my family claim they proud of me

I'm where they 'posed to be

Hittin' this bitch in a mansion while her toddler sleep

Chromakopia on my jeans, I should give Tyler these

Workin' man general, they really fond of me, uh

Bitch, I'm in the kitchen, what the fuck is a mattress?

You ain't get no chicken, nigga, stop cappin'

Nigga seen our jewelry and he stopped rappin' (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Veeze, DC2Trill, Lil Yachty & Draft Day]

Met her at the concert (Fuck), I'm fuckin' her right after (Pussy)

Smashin' on my ex-bitch, I still can't let my past go

Found out niggas fake, cut it off just like it's wrestlin'

Go look at your finances, you should be embarrassed

I'm on a jet with a fine bitch, she ain't never had no pimples (Ha)

I never even had my heart broke, I been this P since preschool

I'm burnt out, havin' car sex, new Maybach like a livin' room

We who they look up to, just don't forget who taught you

She gon' put a Tesla on her tongue, y'all ain't rich as us

I don't even want no semi, all my pink slips gon' be for a car

Need to tuck your jewelry, bae, that shit give me a eye sore

I might buy that bag, yeah, I'm livin' like a rockstar

How you gon' be the lean man and all your fuckin' lean gone?

Tryna get Wock' to take me back, she found out I been cheatin' on (Yeah)

I can't even be low-key, my neck got too many VVs on

Niggas worse than bitches, probably sell theyself for content

We just poured a twenty-ounce, you add it up, it's five grand

You the type of nigga leave the tag on some Purple pants

Shit done got me out of shape, but my bitch take pilates class

She gon' love me anyway, I showed her all my red flags (Uh, fuck nigga)

Gang-gang, Can't Be Fucked With

Man (First Round, it's us, hey)

[Verse 5: Draft Day]

Different colors in the chain lookin' like some fuckin' Skittles, huh

Hatin' nigga, pussy boy, keep talkin' in riddles, huh (Ha, ha, ha)

Bad bitch, big titties (Ha), but the nipples little, huh (Ha)

Salt might kill slugs, but I'm pimpin', huh (Ha, ha, ha)

One pill blue, one red, set trippin' (Ha)

Pockets Crippin', I ain't never went back and forth about no bitches (Ha, ha, yeah)

Check my pimpin', codeine sippin', call a doctor, Austin Powers, huh

Gold member, fat bastard, baby, I'm a master, huh (Come here)

Get up in my belly, what she tell me, then go Casper, huh

You couldn't pay me to switch up on the guys, so what you askin' for? (Stupid)

Niggas lost they ID tryna be the next man (Ha), shit gettin' out of hand (Ha)

Anything we touch, the stock boosts, havin' real high demand (Ha, ha, ha)

How you say you havin' hoes? (Ha) Your main thing like Juwanna Mann (Ha, eugh)

How you cuff a thottie with all them bodies? She just want a man (Ha, eugh, ha, ha, eugh)

Crushed up molly inside the bag, it look like beach sand

FN clip big as a tree trunk, not on a grown man (Grrt)

Straight off the hip, I'm ready to rip, we got them loads in (Yeah)

Better not slip, go catch a grip 'cause this a cold rim, pussy (Ha, hoo)

[Outro: Draft Day]

Yeah, man

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